Breadcrumbs

Elizabeth parted her long, pale legs as her husband Douglas mounted her. A 5'10 award winning beauty queen, Elizabeth was blessed with natural D-cup breasts, long dark hair, blue eyes, and unblemished skin. When she was young she dreamed about becoming Miss USA. She'd gotten close.

She wrapped her legs around his waist. He'd do his job, she knew, but little more. She had the twins as proof of that. He wasn't a two pump chump like Julia's husband. But if he got to five minutes, she'd be surprised. He pushed his underwhelming cock in and out while she praised him. Sure, he could have a big cock. Sure, he could go all night. But he provided a lifestyle not many other men could. And he did a good job eating pussy when she could get him down there. She wasn't in the mood to go anywhere or find anyone else and endanger the excellent marriage she had with Douglas.

He came after about four minutes, filling her pussy with seed. She was on birth control, for now. But she wanted a big family, and she was sure Douglas felt the same way.

The next morning, she went in to his study to give him a cup of coffee. He gave her a kiss, and went to work, but he left his personal computer open. Hmm, she thought. She didn't get a chance to snoop on Douglas often. She opened his computer, looking around the folders. Boring stuff, boring stuff, boring stuff ... and then she found it. A folder chock full of wives ... getting fucked by big black cock. Oh my.